I will beat whoever eats chicken

Chapter 142 The Big Three in Asia Pacific!
I thought Zhang Ritian would be very upset about being kicked out of the team, but he accepted the reality calmly. Ritian said nonchalantly, "I don't care, I can be on either side, and I can do solo without a team."

Wu Tong grinned, thinking to himself, could this guy be the legendary Buddhist youth who doesn't fight or snatch everything?His mentality really didn't match his fierce appearance.

Zhang Ritian showed his personal information interface very well, and let Wu Tong see how many skills he has ordered.

"Four... level four firearms proficiency?" Wu Tong exclaimed in surprise. This was the route he was planning to take at the beginning, but after seeing that the later skill attributes were really useless, he switched to more practical fighting will.

Unexpectedly, some people would click on the almost useless firearms proficiency column. The third-level skill of firearms proficiency is to shoot without loading the magazine after getting the gun. Ten rounds of ammunition for an assault rifle, fifteen rounds for an assault rifle, and one round for a sniper , other types of firearms are not specified.

This is to help you jump to the resource concentration point and pick up the gun and go into battle immediately, instead of spending time picking up bullets and loading the magazine. Only the moment you land has the advantage of being called a lore!
The effects of Level [-] firearms proficiency also have branches. Choose a trigger effect among different types of firearms. Zhang Ritian chooses a submachine gun. The effect is that the opening comes with a charge that quickly expands, and slightly reduces the recoil of the submachine gun family.

It looks very practical, but it is actually very tasteless. It is only useful in the early transition.Moreover, submachine accessories are very common, and you can find suitable ones by just searching. The most important thing is that now that the desert map is opened, the role of submachine guns on wide terrain is greatly weakened.

Unless a map suitable for submachine guns will be opened next...

Wu Tong's expression was complicated. He showed his skill interface, first-level medical soldier, two-level firearms proficiency, and fifth-level fighting will!

Those who saw his skill level were shocked!
"No wonder it's the ninth in Asia-Pacific, my mother's fighting will has reached level five!" The fat man couldn't hold back his swear words.

Wu Tong shook his head and said, "You have mistaken the cause and effect relationship. Rewards and strength rankings affect each other... Out of curiosity, what is the fifth-level skill of gun proficiency? We can't preview those with branches." He only knew that there was a The level is to open the purchase authority of the silencer in the store system.

"The fifth-level skill is to increase the refresh rate of the fixed submachine gun near the landing point. I plan to choose the Thompson submachine gun."

"Why, this gun doesn't have any advantages other than the expanded ammunition drum, which has a lot of bullets, and it can't be equipped with a scope."

"You don't need a scope, just shoot from the waist. You add 249 rounds of ammunition for the expansion, and I add [-] rounds of ammunition for the drum, which is the same as the basic ammunition capacity of the m[-]."

"Fuck!" Wu Tong exclaimed gracefully, what is the concept of a hundred rounds of ammunition, as long as the gun is held firmly enough, Zhang Ritian can defend the bridge single-handedly!

The Wu Tong team needs a role like him. Wu Tong is enough for the sniper, just let Li Han be the commando of the Death Squad, Zhang Ritian be the free man, and Yu Xiaoxiao be the girl who is taken. The perfect team of four is assembled!

This trip with Yu Xiaoxiao spent [-] coins, Wu Tong thought it was worth the money, even if he didn't get a valuable answer from the thin man, getting Zhang Ritian's position was worth the fare.

'Wait, Miss Xiaoxiao seems to have asked me to go to her room, what does she mean...Forget it, just pretend you didn't hear it, and apologize later. '

"Eh? Didn't your teammate say to wait for you in her room just now? We're going to the arena to watch the game later, you have something to do."

Fatty Bao Yuan's words, in exchange for Wu Tong's resentful gaze, completely dispelled his idea of ​​pretending to be confused.

His murderous eyes confused Fatty, and he felt uncomfortable with Rumang on his back when he walked away.

"Now, turn around and see if he's still staring at me."

"Looking at it, it's the same as pretending you don't owe him how much money you owe him."

"Still watching?"

"Look at..."

Wu Tong kept staring until they left the store plaza through the portal, and then he went to District N from the opposite direction to find Yu Xiaoxiao's room.

'N129e...N129e, found it! In front of Wu Tong is a string of "berries" suspended in the void. The upper and lower seven rooms are the fruits on the branches and leaves. There are seven rooms from a to g, and only six rooms have light in front.

This means that the owner of the N129g room has been hung up, and no newcomers have filled in yet.

Others might not care about this phenomenon. Wu Tong had a keen mind and immediately thought that since there were empty rooms, the number of players in the game world was decreasing. Although it was not obvious, it was obvious that the original number could not be maintained.

He took a deep breath and shook his head not to think about it.

"You are Wu Tong?"

The voice from the side attracted his attention. The other party was a very young boy, who looked about sixteen or seventeen years old.

Wu Tong felt that he was very familiar, and he was stunned for a moment and exclaimed, "Bamboo stick straw shoes!"

The other party was not alone. There were two other men standing beside the bamboo stick straw shoes. One was tall and thin, with a fair face and empty eyes. One could feel an extremely sharp aura emanating from him.

The clothes he wears are very different from ordinary people, like monk's clothes or Taoist clothes, the jacket is slightly shorter with half sleeves, the shirt inside is longer, the lower body is very loose cropped trousers, and the whole body is made of linen.

The other man seemed to be in his prime, and standing with the bamboo stick straw sandals felt like his father.

There is a kind of middle-aged man in him who has experienced the vicissitudes of life, tasted the calmness and depth of human feelings, and his eyes are calm and penetrating. One look at Wu Tong seems to be able to see him through.

In other respects, there is nothing special about him. He is of medium build and has good facial features. He is wearing a very ordinary earth-brown jacket and T-shirt, similar to the middle-aged men you can see everywhere on the street.

Bamboo stick shoes with a smile on his face, "Oh, I forgot to introduce..." He pointed at the tall, thin, sharp young man and said, "This is Ryunosuke Sakamoto from Fuso, No. 2 in Asia Pacific, and this is Zhang Dezhi , No. [-] in Asia-Pacific, you should know them all.”

"Wang Defa! The top three in the Asia-Pacific theater are all here! You actually know each other well! I thought you were endless enemies!"

"Hehe, it's in the game to never die, and we are good friends after the game." Zhuzhang Manxue said Chong Ryunosuke and babbled a string of Fusang words, and mentioned the word "Wu Tong" in the middle, Seems to be introducing him.

The young Zhuzhang speaks Fusang very fluently, Wu Tong inexplicably substitutes him as the devil's translator for the anti-Japanese drama "Red Bean or Black Bean", and then the image in his mind is broken.

(End of this chapter)